Ultimate Flow Re-Up Gang

[Intro: Pusha T]
Yeah
In closing:
Effortless shit
The ultimate flow, y'know
Ugh

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Life is what you make it, your flows are makeshift
I draw this off inspiration, you trace shit
Patience been my life story
They say the trials almost over, and I can taste the glory
It's hard to ignore me with this big-ass chain
Or this bright-ass watch, all this big-ass bling
One thing about it, see, this more than a name
Say, "To hell with the verses," still the Re-Up Gang
Two-zero-comma-five a key
The peace symbol, front of the V
Fuck gold digger bitches, my Giuseppe freaks, ugh!
Mama, I means no harm
You lack class and charm, but I ain't got it either
Accustomed to a certain way of living
Only know two ways of getting: Either rap or unwrap
If you ain't get it, you ain't live it
So if you ain't get it your money tall as midget, P!